Loose Words Letter #70
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Welcome to the weekly newsletter from Loose Words. These letters go out every Thursday and highlight many of our published poems from the past week. Loose Words is a poetry publication brought to you by Assemblage to capture disconnected thoughts and let them find their form.
“The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.” — Maya Angelou
Each week, we will post a few lines from each featured poem (all friend links so anyone can read them) to give you a preview of the whole. We encourage you to read the full version by clicking in and taking that minute. A one-minute read could change your day.
Featured Poet
Each week we feature one of our contributing poets at Loose Words on our homepage and in this letter. This week it is Mary Jones. Mary is a freelance journalist, blogger, and creative writer. She writes about health, writing, Delta 8, mental health, and news.
Collection
Collections are groupings of poems with an overall theme. You can find Collections on the homepage underneath the Featured Poems, Notes From the Editor, and Featured Poet sections.
Home features 8 poems from 8 different poets from our archives. This section is a great way to get acquainted with multiple works around one theme, as well as to find poets you haven’t read before, or ones you shouldn’t miss.
Home features loose words from Paul Corbeil, Connie Song, Jonathan Greene, Christine Kelly, Fọlábòmí Àmọ̀ó, Shalini C, Harley King, and Never Sugarcoated.
Selected Loose Words From Last Week
Dawning by Madeleine Anne Bognar
“Drink the pools and rivers dry and
It would not be enough.
I can do this now and she will look down on me
And smile.”
Bottom of the Slide by Jessica Lee McMillan
“When the pool has closed
and the ocean is cold
I’ll wade in the spot
where you tasted the sea”
The Woman I’m Becoming by Victoria Antonelli
“Reality weighs me down
Heavy on my shoulders:
The life I chose and continue to choose
The woman I’m becoming”
The Birth of an Existentialist by Bradley J Nordell
“I’ll drive right off the turtle’s shell
into the abyss to fall forever
Like I’ve been doing since
I climbed the side of my crib
and hurdled me to a freedom
I never knew was there.”
The Writer’s Palette by Connie Song
“as nuanced as an embroidered sunset
or an eclipse of the soul,
and I feel pangs of truth
while withered, parting leaves fall crimson,
and unenlightened stars cast shadows on a frosted, golden moon.”
It Starts With The Little Things by Megan Minutillo
“but it’s the big things that we revere,
and adore,
and admire,
that always start with the little things.”
